04:00 in the morning…

silence on the waves… the moment smells night and summer warm and silence… I close my eyes and search for the stars I cannot see among the city light and wish for a solution with a sudden power outage. How come so many people talk about 04:00 in the morning? TED talks, songs, books, reports, poetry… I prefer 05:30, the day is already on its feet, words or stories may already flow like a cup of hot water, and coffee is not yet needed.

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